Praise be, mother Mary, Joseph and the orphans! Bleecker Burger, our beloved and much raved about burger joint, has opened a new location in the City TODAY! Bloomberg Arcade has recently blossomed from a building site into a new delicious heaven and Bleecker are the peak of the scrumptiousness.
Today we ventured to the new Bloomberg Arcade, which will soon be home to a new Bleecker Burger (the most glorious of all London Burgers). Sadly it isn’t open yet (but will be on the 18th October people!) so we wandered around in search of a quick and hearty lunch. We stumbled upon Pull’d, which looked like a good option – I mean who doesn’t like pulled meats.
Last Winter, Fork My Piehole took a trip to the concrete jungle that is New York City. We’ve both been to NYC before but, as we’d already done most of the touristy bits, this time we had the pure aim of consuming as many goodies as we possibly could. We’d heard of Please Don’t Tell from friends and online and it was a definite ‘need to visit’ on our list.
This is a non-reservation bar and quite exclusive; we had to call for a table non-stop for a good ten minutes to get through the phone lines. We’d tried the previous day with no joy – we did call a bit later (you have to call when they open at 3pm), so learned our lesson and set an alarm to remind us to book – and having limited time in NYC this was our last chance! Luckily we got through and booked a table. So, as it would make sense, we made our way to the East Village for our slot at 9pm.
A very good afternoon to you all! I’ve just got back from a weekend away in Barcelona with a fabulous group of women and thought I would write a post about one of the places we ate while we were there.
We’d just finished a really relaxing cruise on a BBQ catamaran and needed some nibbles and cocktails before we headed back to our apartment. Conveniently placed at the end of the pier was Chicken Bar. We’d seen the menu online and were lured in by the cheap cocktails and the menu looked pretty safe.
Sunday morning…well, afternoon…I like a lie in, don’t judge me! Not wanting to wander too far from home, I thought it was about time that I explored some local options. In the last few months, Roman Road in Mile End/Bow has seen some great new additions – one of those is Cafe East. I’ve walked past a few times and today was the day I was to go in, after seeing some of their photos on Instagram.
Good day to you all! Some of you may know that I’m a fan of 50s style, including Tiki fashion, so when I saw there was an exciting looking Tiki pop up at Barsmith in Farringdon it set my joy alarm off!
So what is it? Well Barsmith have decked out their establishment as a Tiki bar, with carved Tiki heads imported from the South Pacific, a bamboo bar set up, tropical flowers all over the place and a new Tiki styled menu. They’ve brought in some cocktails such as the classic Zombie and Navy Grog to name a couple to sip on while admiring the authentic décor.
Hungry. In Soho. Not sure what to eat as I fancy something new…that’s when I stumbled upon Gaza Cafe completely by accident, and was drawn over to the window by a picture of a rice burger. Rice burger? Say whaaaaat…. Although effectively this is a standard rice dish shaped like a burger, it appealed more! Intrigued, we went in.
Super Duper Burger is a ten location burger shoppe spread over San Francisco (6 locations), South Bay (2 locations) and North Bay (2 locations). They pride themselves on using ingredients sourced from just miles away from their restaurants to make the ‘perfect burger’ and ensure any product they use is of the highest standard – having travelled across the pond and being a burger fan, this made me curious!
Linked with the above, SDB say that their “slow food values” for fast food make for a higher cost but with a Super Burger (2x 4oz double patties) costing $7.75 I don’t think that’s half bad at all. You can customise your burger with a free selection of salad or bacon/cheese/avocado/egg for a maximum of $1.50 per item and with fries priced at a maximum of $3.25 it’s pretty reasonable.
It’s a Thursday in February. Where are we? Angel, Islington and I’m about to try my first German doner kebab. Now I’m not 100 percent sure exactly what the difference is between a normal doner kebab and a German one, but I do know that from my personal experience in Germany, they are a pretty meaty country so I think they will have their heads in the right place for this. Carry on reading to find out what we thought!
We were loitering around the Trocadero Gardens having a little look at the Eiffel Tower and watching some skateboarders do their thing and at some point hunger approached us. I had a quick google and Schwartz’s Deli popped up….checked out the website and the menu looked pretty HAWT so knew we had to go.
A lot of restaurants in Paris work in an ‘open for lunch, have a break then open for dinner later on’ kind of way and this one was no exception so we had to wait a dreaded half hour until the place opened at seven. We’d had a look through the window though and the interior was pretty pleasing – done up in an American New York diner style without being too tacky and over the top. There were lots of pin up girls on the walls – which I approve of – celebrity mug shots, old magazine covers and some Elvis thrown in. Bingo bango.
fork my piehole 